For the Love of Renesmee

Summary: Bella and Edward return to Isle Esme for their second honeymoon, leaving Renesmee back in Forks all alone with Jacob. Bella wants to tell Charlie and Renee what she, the Cullens, and Renesmee are, but Edward is dead set against it. Will Bella go against Edward's wishes about keeping quiet at the cost of changing her parents? And can Edward control himself around Jacob? Slightly OOC. Not much though. Slightly AU. Some Lemons. A little graphic in later chapters. I made the banner. So, I've been thinking about writing a series out of this story, so I need your opinion. Tell me in a review if you think that I should continue with it or not.

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2. Isle Esme Part Two

Bella looked a mess in the morning. Her hair was matted in some places and sticking up at odd angles in others. I started to laugh at the way that she looked, and she placed a tender hand on her hair, feeling where it was messed up. She got up and wrapped a sheet around her body just under her arm pits. She walked very gracefully to the bathroom and then shut the door behind her. A few seconds later I heard the water running. I looked around at the room and began laughing again. Every visible surface was covered in thick, white fluffy down. The pillows laid on the floor beside the bed. Or what was left of them anyway. And the comforter was ripped straight down the middle, exposing more down that remain in its restraints. I got out of the bed and put my boxers back on, shaking some loose down off of them. I went into the kitchen and grabbed two large trash bags. I went back into the bedroom and started to pick up the white fluff. It felt very soft in my cold, hard hands. It reminded me of Bella's skin from her human days. It was hard to believe that Bella ever was a human from the way she acts now. It's like she doesn't want to remember anything from her past life. If I were in her situation, I would keep reliving the almost faded memories, trying to perserve them forever. I kept hoping and praying that Bella would do this, but I just couldn't see it happening. She had too many bad memories to look upon and just not enough good memories to keep her occupied.

Bella came back into the room, fully dressed and ready to help me pick up what remained of our "mess". I was almost done anyway, and I was glad that I was. What Bella was wearing was distracting me, and I couldn't keep focused on the task at hand. I swear, she did this on purpose. Every day. She was wearing tight dark distressed jeans with a plain white shirt that plunged at the neck to expose her delicious throat and chest. She had on black strappy high heels that she would never have dared to wear back in her human days, but they made her butt look incredible.

Just then, my cell phone buzzed on the bedside table.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dad!" It was Renesmee.

"Hey, honey. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to know when you and mom where coming home. You know, I actually do miss you. And Jacob misses you guys, too."

"We're coming home today. We'll be there in a few hours. Where are you at now?"

"Me and Jake are in Seattle. We're just hanging out till you guys get here."